The Distant Threshold

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I dreamed of the wire again. It stretched across the black water, thin as a spider’s leg, humming with a low, electric tension that vibrated in my teeth. In the dream, I was not a man but a hinge, the point where two rigid forces met and snapped. I woke with the taste of copper on my tongue, the smell of damp wool and old pipe tobacco clinging to the sheets. It was early. The gray light of the...

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